"Lauren! She's here." Camila called out as she stood on her tip toes to lean over the stack of boxed in their new living room, trying to peer out of the front window as she saw Alex pull up in her car. She waited and waited as the sound of her wife's descending footsteps grew louder. The brunette had just taken another box up to their bedroom on the third floor and now seemed to be taking forever to get back down. If nothing else, this new house was going to keep them in shape.
Finally, Lauren stepped off the last stair and gave an exhausted sigh to her smiling wife before starting once again out the front door and down their five steps.
"Holy crap. It's huge." Alex stated as she stepped out of her packed car in front of Camila and Lauren's new home and took off her sunglasses to look up at the towering building. Not only had Alex arrived after the long car ride from Miami to move in with the family, but the family was also moving out of their apartment as well. It was best that way, or so Lauren had thought. That way it was their house as a whole. Not hers and Camila's and Alex was just coming to live in it for a while. They would all be there from day one, as a family.
"It's what we needed... or so Camila says." Lauren explained, looking up to the three story, brick faced town home as she came to a stop next to her awestruck daughter.
"How many bedrooms?"
"Four."
"Bathrooms?"
"Five."
Alex dropped her brow and looked at her mother. "Why are there more bathrooms than bedrooms?"
Lauren shrugged her shoulders. "Beats the hell out of me."
"Alright... next question. Which room is mine?"
"How about I get a hug first?"
Alex looked at her funny, momentarily stunned. "Did I not do that already?" Lauren shook her head. "Oh my God. I'm so sorry." She embraced her mother warmly, pulling her closer by the arms around her neck. "I was so overwhelmed by the mansion you bought. I'm such a horrible daughter."
"Oh, I wouldn't go that far." The brunette said lightly with a smile, just loving the feeling of her eldest child being in her arms again. They hadn't seen each other for almost a year now since Alex had been so focused on school and preparing for the move. Lauren was hoping this time they could really let their relationship bloom.
"That's because you're nice."
Lauren smiled as they separated, running her hand over her daughter's hair, never getting enough of her. "No, that's because I'm your mother."
"And there's no denying that." Camila stated, pulling both brunette's attention to her as she walked out of the house and down the stairs with open arms, demanding her hug. "You two look identical. You always have, but so much more now that you're getting older." She said, wrapping her arms around Alex's neck. She couldn't help but think of how strange it was to be hugged by Lauren at the age of seventeen while she looked at the thirty-three year old version of her as she did it. The only difference was the hair, with Alex's being slightly darker. "If I call you Lauren, I apologize ahead of time."
"I won't take much offense to it."
"Smart ass." Lauren chimed behind her, earning the smirk Alex inherited from Harry over her shoulder. "So, how about we show you your room and then we will work on getting some of your stuff into the house. It's already filled with boxes so you won't get the full picture of it yet."
"That's okay. All I care about right now is finding my room and setting up my bed. It was a long, long drive and I need my beauty sleep. Otherwise I get cranky."
